The Enemy Within
There’s nothing sylvan
about the Ivy League
Subversive in nature
all take and no give
In period camouflage
they feign to belong
Their hatchlings abhorrent
together they throng
Our country’s traditions
they chop on the block
What many have died for
their travesty mocks
And living entitled
they suck and they draw
Rewriting our history
—their lies become law
(The New Room: October, 2023)
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